Why do they gaze upon my face? The light catches this portal and returns my stare, but who do I see looking back at me? I look into my own eyes, but I do not recognize them. From the very beginning, this showed me what I was as it sat on the table. I managed to lie to myself, for a while, about what I saw, but that was only when it was framed so nicely. Now, I have fallen back into old habits, and I cannot hide anymore. A mirror once, a mirror always, only now it reflects on civilization, as we come to realize that we can only last so long before utilities make way for casualties.